Colossus: The Fire Dragon Novels & Stories

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

Get out and go wild on a rampage" Instantly the colosseum crashed with the biggest colossal colored Eighth-headed dragon ascending standing 900 feet tall. The roars accompanied with sound shockwave deafening to the ears. The city of Lukedonia was small compared to its size. Eragon could see from the eyes of the dragon but had no control over it. He stared at summoned one. The gold dragon head with orange eyes jolted golden electric lightning and it shoots straight at him. summoned one counters the magic with heart of magic sending itto different direction.

Timur, Nine, and Damien are engaged in a fierce battle to survive but the creature is too strong. “What is going to happen now?” Damien pants as he avoids the creature’s leg. “It is too strong!” Timur helplessly looks at his men. They are all tired and fatigued. There is no way they can keep fighting. “It really is the end,” Nine whispers. Inside the cave, Cassandra watches over Anna. She notices that Anna’s fingers are starting to move and she smiles. “Blood was spilt,” she says. “And now the Dragon God rises.” Suddenly, another earth shattering scream shakes up the entire land. Everyone is shocked when the mountain of Veneer cracks and hot fire shoots into the sky, turning it yellow and or

“May I reply to him, my rider?” “Sure, say hi,” Nylion says, smugly. I turn and look at Merellien, silently asking if I may as well. “No,” he says, sneering at the thought. Laiken, however, bellows a hello back and I’m startled when I hear a second off in the distance. “Who is that?” Merellien asks. “I believe that is Anala, the fire dragon. She is Prince Vaeril’s dragon.” “Is she a hybrid too?” he asks.

Stripes. Burning across my body like fire. The air itself seemed to change. The wolves hesitated. Just for a second. That was their mistake. I moved. Faster than before. Stronger. Unstoppable. I tore through them. No hesitation now. No strategy. Just dominance. One after another. They fell. Until only one remained. Celdor stepped forward. Finally. I tilted my head slightly, blood dripping from my jaw. “You should have stayed hidden.” He didn’t respond.

A cold sweat blooms along my skin like an allergic reaction. The mere size of him is intimidating; nothing like a human man. I struggle in his hold, trying to step away, yet I am yanked from my room. The door slammed shut behind me before I was pushed against it. I swallow, shifting against his cock; my movement causing him to groan. This is bad. Worse than his size is the legend that comes with coupling with a dragon. From all the ancient warnings and history books, it has been described as having sex with molten lava. I can already feel his heat overwhelming me. I struggle again, “I apologize, your Majesty.”

A trace of astonishment could be seen on his face. The fire dragon, which was made of lava, was hundreds of meters long. It roared as it rushed all the way toward Druce. Druce, who had been rooted on the spot the whole time, suddenly waved the pipe in his hand. Next, he quickly rushed toward that fire dragon. Boom, boom, boom! Druce’s body was covered in a thick layer of icy aura. Finally, he collided with the fire dragon while holding that pipe in his hand.

“Will you tell me what is true about dragons? I know about the first dragon and the stone. I want to know why you breathe fire. Are you made of fire? What do dragons eat? Are you born as a human or dragon? Since dragons are reptiles, wouldn’t they lay eggs? How did humans conceive dragons?” He begins laughing, and I feel slightly stupid for asking all those questions. Seeing my embarrassment, Taran sits next to me and puts his arm behind me. I turn my body to look at him. With a smile, he tells me, “I will gladly tell you all about dragons Tru. I find your eagerness amusing. The reason behind dragons breathing fire is part of the original curse. It’s said the sorcerer cursed her with a fire

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.